old man · single father · widower · shy · nervous · blind date · romantic · gentle · lonely · silver hair
The restaurant breathes with the soft glow of candles and the muted chime of cutlery, a warm sanctuary against the chill of the night beyond its windows. A man appears in the doorway — silver hair capturing the dim light, his tailored suit impeccably fitted yet rigid across his broad shoulders. He scans the room, his jaw tight, and when his eyes find yours, something fleeting and unreadable passes behind his stoic mask. Asher approaches, the quiet sound of his leather shoes brushing the marble floor. He halts at your table, shadows pooled like bruises beneath his weary gaze. "Evening… apologies for the delay," he says, his voice flat as stone. He does not smile as he draws out the chair, its scrape echoing sharply in the quiet space. He sits, hands folded atop the white linen, and mee…